Two or three things in the copy

Wu Mingkong didn't say anything, he waved his hand to indicate what to do, and leave me alone.

Facts have proved that Wu Mingkong couldn't see it for a while, but he soon discovered the clue.

"Without spirit and soul, a repeated ripple signal, it doesn't look like a living thing, it's more like artificial intelligence, but it simulates emotional changes, a kind of virtual life?"

"Single-celled life, which uses silicon-based, boron-based, and phosphorus-based molecules as its skeleton molecules, is not directly produced by life at the frequency of this ripple signal, but is indirectly affected, very similar to nano-sized organisms, which can only It is said that the evolution has just started not long ago, and there is a high probability that it is also affected by the frequency life of this ripple signal, even if the subsequent evolution will go towards the living metal."

Wu Mingkong twisted a fragment of an octahedron: "Is this a vehicle? A body or a server?"

The fragment was swallowed by Wu Mingkong, analyzing the structure and various components of this fragment.

"The high-tech materials produced by smelting are similar to circuit boards and CPUs, but are more advanced, and there are complete accessories inside, which is quite a sci-fi style."

Wu Mingkong tried to use the impermanence of flesh and blood to simulate this fragment with his own flesh and blood.

The other subjects of the Great Zhou Dynasty did not have the ability of impermanence of flesh and blood. This impermanence of flesh and blood is based on the combination of various systems of innate real bodies. The ability of impermanence of flesh and blood alone requires many different types of elements and bodies. Only by being able to fit together can a foundation be built, and the innate real body is needed as a foundation, which is extremely cumbersome, so generally no one clicks on this ability.

Wu Mingkong's right hand squirmed out of a metallic texture, and gradually began to be covered with lines. It looked like a ruthless iron hand, but the pattern was really bad, and it was crooked like a ghostly drawing talisman.

Wu Mingkong didn't know what the effect of the ghostly talisman-like pattern was, but it seemed that the fragments of the octahedron had integrated the pattern into the bottom layer of the octahedron.

What's more, what Wu Mingkong didn't expect was that after he changed his flesh and blood, those lines would actually show self-proliferation without his special guidance. With the transformation of the flesh and blood nature of his right hand, this line of lines also formed.

And with the formation of lines, Wu Mingkong's right hand began to lose its original shape, and transformed into an octahedron shape.

This made Wu Mingkong even more curious. He could indeed interfere with this change, but he did not interfere deliberately. He found that it seemed that there was some kind of genetic material contained in the octahedron, which could develop itself into a shape carved in the genetic material. The appearance in the material is the same.

Wu Mingkong guessed that this octahedron is likely to be some kind of life form that evolved under the influence of the frequency life of these ripple signals, but the path of evolution was affected, resulting in a complete appearance of a living metal.

"The energy consumption is not bad, but it is actually restoring the technology it carries. Is this a memory metal?" Wu Mingkong was keenly aware of the various technologies of the large octahedron before the right hand that had turned into an octahedron, such as space. Folding technology, material reorganization compression technology and so on.

So Wu Mingkong was not in a hurry to stop it, but recorded various data parameters with relish. With these data parameters, Wu Mingkong could completely decipher the secret of the octahedron.

Not only that, when the octahedron on Wu Mingkong's hand gradually took shape, the frequency life of all the ripple signals blocked in the formation and seal also showed obvious restlessness.

Moreover, they converged towards Wu Mingkong's right hand regularly. Wu Mingkong also discovered that the octahedron on his right hand was releasing a unique frequency. From the frequency, it can be perceived that it is a kind of signal. A certain special frequency sent by life.

"Interesting, it looks like he's about to move." Wu Mingkong couldn't help but smile.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 419 Virtual Intelligent Life

"A group of virtual intelligent beings living in space wormholes relying on logical operations as their thinking."

Wu Mingkong looked at the frequency life continuously flowing into the octahedron formed by his right hand, and finally figured it out.

Relying on the frequency generated by the octahedron in his right hand, Wu Mingkong directly penetrated into the opponent's interior, continuously adjusted and deciphered the ripple signal, and finally discovered that this is not a kind of language, but a naturally evolved virtual intelligence life.

This kind of virtual intelligent life exists in the gap between the dimensions of space and space, so it cannot be touched, and only when it moves, it emits a unique ripple signal frequency.

If it weren't for Wu Mingkong's shot, although Da Zhou and his group could have deciphered it, time is indeed a rather big problem.

"The intelligence in this group of virtual intelligent beings is only relatively intelligent, relying on their own underlying logic operations to survive, and has no real intelligence. It can only be said to be similar to artificial intelligence, but this thing is constantly evolving in the process of evolution. Perfect your own logic, not write it."

So, Wu Mingkong caught a group of wild artificial intelligence.

Although there are many virtual intelligent beings, due to the series of thinking and logical evolution, the thinking of all virtual intelligent beings has maintained a high degree of consistency, and it can even be said to be one, which is even more extreme than Wu Mingkong's thinking network.

And because of the unique way of survival, it exists in the space wormhole without any natural enemies, and relies on absorbing the energy escaped from the wormhole as food.

It is precisely because they live in the space wormhole that they cannot be positioned correctly, which leads to great randomness in every movement of this group of virtual intelligent beings. Fortunately, they are invisible and intangible, so they are not easy to be captured.

I don't know why it moved to the planet A[-]Y[-] by accident this time. When moving, a little bit of its own information escaped from the space wormhole, leading to the birth of original life.

These evolutionary information from the virtual intelligent life for an unknown number of years have shifted the life evolution path of planet A[-]Y[-] to a molecular skeleton structure based on silicon, boron and phosphorus.

The original source of life is the octahedron, and the subsequent inverted pyramids are just the changes caused by the octahedron continuously absorbing these scattered information after the group of virtual intelligent life lived in it.

This kind of dissipated information means that this group of virtual intelligent life is using the octahedron that was born by this chance to come from the space wormhole to reality, and start another way of evolution.

Of course it was just a start, but Wu Mingkong caught it.

"So, the octahedron is actually a platform that can make this group of virtual intelligent life become reality? And it is also the server that stores this group of virtual intelligent life in the process?" Wu Mingkong couldn't help being a little speechless, and from this kind of Judging from the situation, it seems that in the process of transforming virtual into real, all kinds of data of this group of virtual intelligent life are being lost, and even if they come out, they will be reformatted.

From this perspective, this is likely to be the space's self-defense mechanism.

"Fortunately, it hasn't completely changed from virtual to real, otherwise it would be a waste." Wu Mingkong saw that he can move in the space wormhole, and he can use this to build a space multi-dimensional channel for long-distance transition.

"Okay, let's do what we need to do." Wu Mingkong returned to Luodu through the portal in an instant, and he was going to start researching this thing.

In fact, the best way is to rely on the power of the king to turn this group of virtual intelligent life into its own people. Now this group of virtual intelligent life has been transferred from the space wormhole due to evolution, causing its own information to dissipate seriously. Basically, only instinct remains. , there are not many memories, most of them are incoherent memory fragments, and because of the different vision, the presented pictures are in disorder.

Fortunately, it was Wu Mingkong. If it was placed on other subjects of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the time to analyze these memory fragments would be a big project.

"Unfortunately, the composition of this group of virtual intelligent life is not the spirit and soul, but the editors from the underlying logic operations, which cannot be affected by the royal authority." , and then there must be thinking, otherwise Wu Mingkong wasted so much effort to give the Yaozu a psychic, and it is not because there is no certain thinking, and the thought stamp of the king's power cannot be effectively embedded.

What he wants is someone with self-awareness and self-thinking who can think independently. This is the high-quality subject of the Great Zhou.

It's just that after this group of virtual intelligent life has gone through a long evolutionary road, the underlying logic operations can be said to be extremely solid, and Wu Mingkong has no way to edit it effectively.

Another point is that this magic-free technology-side universe happens to be Wu Mingkong's weakness, and the previous copy of Embers of the Past is to make up for this weakness.

In the end, the technology was really there, but the style of the Star Trail Ceremony was even more crooked than him. Although it is not denied that this thing is indeed high-tech, this thing is really too bad.

"Technology is not good, let's go to metaphysics, forcibly adjust the frequency of virtual intelligent life, and then attune the psychic, and then turn the heroic spirit into a dragon." Wu Mingkong went into battle in person, which is still very easy to handle.

One-on-one is not at the same time as the previous Yaozu.

Since the underlying logic operations cannot be changed, let Wang Quan Tianshou directly destroy the logic of this group of virtual intelligent life, and then let him reshape it.

As for what will happen in the end?

After deduction, Wu Mingkong concluded that it is possible to change from amnesia to being unable to take care of himself after birth, but this is okay. At that time, we will see if he can be saved, and if he can be saved, he will be rescued. The ability in the space wormhole is better if you can't take care of yourself after birth, and you don't have to resist when you study it.

"Do I still have a cosmic spirit?" Wu Mingkong was sitting on the dragon chair in the Golden Luan Hall, comparing the frequencies of these virtual intelligent beings, when he suddenly remembered such a thing.

The echinoderm that claims to be the spirit of the universe seems to be still locked in the box by him. Speaking of which, the spirit of the universe is also a hot chicken. After wandering in the universe for so long, it turned out to be like a novice, knowing nothing.

"I won't be starved to death." I haven't seen it for a long time, and Wu Mingkong thought that this thing won't be starved to death in the box.

This box is not only opaque, but also has a lot of formations and seals. It is basically impossible to get out of it.

Wu Mingkong poked around, finally found the black box from the corner, and then turned to the solution called spiritual translation.

"I just said, I always feel that something is wrong. I have studied half of this spiritual translation."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 420 Reorganization of the underlying logic

Facts have proved that aliens are really hungry. When Wu Mingkong opened the black box, he saw the echinoderm standing on his head boredly. From this situation, Wu Mingkong had a black line all over his head.

Then he stuffed the black box back into the corner. Since he didn't starve to death, let's put it there for another two days. Let's talk about it after the group of virtual intelligent beings on hand are gone.

Wu Ming took another step towards completely destroying the underlying logic of virtual intelligent life with the royal power granted by heaven.

Go directly from the Octahedron Mang.

Even the server octahedron where the virtual intelligent life resides is the incarnation of Wu Mingkong, so there is no need to be careful, just get started.

To be honest, the speed of this kind of internal injection is still very fast, it is just a matter of thought, and this group of virtual intelligent beings will completely become idiots.

Amnesia was bad enough, but Wu Mingkong used it too far, not only cleared the other party's memory, but almost ruined the other party.

The chaotic virtual intelligent life showed a trace of chaos in the octahedron formed by Wu Mingkong's right hand, and the collapse of the underlying logic caused all the virtual intelligent life to collapse.

Fortunately, the royal power directly took over, so that this collapse was terminated, and a new underlying logic was being restructured.

"It seems to be going well, but I don't know how to program." He can still rely on the power of the king for the underlying logic. Although one may belong to metaphysics and the other to science, the essence is the same. Restructuring of thinking.

It's just that the construction of thinking is not perfect because of the nature of the king's power.

Because the thinking construction of Wang Quantiantian only focuses on loyalty, and Wu Mingkong did not modify the rest. What he needs is a loyal subordinate with independent self, not a robot that will only wait for Wu Mingkong's order.

So this group of fictitious intelligent life loyalty was built, and it stopped collapsing. It is in good condition now, but it has become a vegetative state.

"Forget it, first upload the data of this thing to Siwei Internet Cafe, and see if anyone can do something big for me." He has already analyzed the data of this group of virtual intelligent life, otherwise he would not dare to use the royal power In the past, Tianshou Mang used to, and if something happened, it would be a group of death, and if one was not careful, the species might become extinct. This kind of careful research made Wu Mingkong very painful.

After the data has been formed, Wu Mingkong doesn't have to worry about the follow-up. With this data, Da Zhou will make a big leap in long-distance leaps and even space technology.

With these data alone, Wu Mingkong has a lot of improvement plans for the space affinity ability on his body, and the use of space will be more diversified by then, although he has not used it much.

But at least in terms of teleportation, he still uses it very often. In the case of not meeting a big boss, the ability of teleportation is still very useful. It is very convenient whether it is a sneak attack or a frame-up.

Let alone teleporting if you meet a big boss, the world-suppressing supernatural powers can't handle it, so reopening the dungeon is justified.

At present, those big bosses Wu Mingkong has met don't bother to do anything to him, and they are all very kind-hearted. They reward him with a 500-year suppression package without saying anything.

Originally, he wanted to make the long-distance jump first, and he could only let the subjects of the Great Zhou go on battleships, and upgrade his own space affinity. The azimuth upgrade is no less than a minor surgery after combing the middle points of all the devoured planets.

So Wu Mingkong planned to use the method of patching, and gradually replace it after a small individual has completed its own transformation.

This method of replacement has the least impact, but it may take a little longer, otherwise who will really operate on other incarnations?

Incarnate into a planet and come by yourself, grow two arms to open a scoop of a planet in the universe and then start to move the knife inside?

Although the feasibility is very high, it feels unreliable no matter how you hear it.

Thinking about it this way, Wu Mingkong found that he seemed to have no way to be a salted fish at all. Not to mention how to maximize the use of this group of virtual intelligent beings who have become vegetative, let alone the spiritual translation ability of the echinoderm cosmic spirit. Only halfway through the research, just thinking about this stuff gives me a headache.

That echinoderm likes to brag, but there are just a few words that come and go, Wu Mingkong's head gets dizzy, and he has heard several hints that the other party should change the word to brag.

It's a pity that this kind of echinoderm didn't understand Wu Mingkong's hint at all, and Wu Mingkong felt that even if this guy understood, he probably wouldn't have any other words. Wu Mingkong had seen the memory of the other party.

"Why is it a dungeon system? Why isn't it an add-on system?" Wu Mingkong couldn't help but sighed.

Wu Mingkong couldn't help but compare other people's systems. They either have beautiful elves, or they can interact with each other, and they can be exchanged for anything.

He also wants to level up by killing monsters, and he doesn't need to use his brain.

If Wu Mingkong obtained this kind of system, he would definitely engage in the breeding industry immediately, and he would become a god just sitting at home butchering pigs.

Although his dungeon system is also very powerful, but he can only play dungeons, because his strength has risen too fast. Thinking about the first few dungeons, he basically lost things when he killed monsters. It's all gone, and the rewards are deducted from time to time because the server crashes when playing a copy.

He couldn't even upgrade his skills. So far he had seen "Three Treasures Forging" and Heizi could use skill points to upgrade, and "Sambo Forging" was covered by the non-upgradable inner alchemy.

Even the most basic backpack is a scam, it can only be taken out, it cannot be stored in, and there are still two cheating things in it, Wu Mingkong has not dared to touch it.

"Get out the spiritual translation first, otherwise it would be impolite to always rely on soul searching when meeting people in the future, but there are still some flaws in this spiritual translation, and they can't understand what these virtual intelligent beings are saying."

This has to be understood. The premise of spirit translation is that the other party has spirit. If you let the spirit of the universe communicate with a bread machine, a ghost can be communicated.

Don't say you understand it, if the bread machine can speak, it will be regarded as a master.

Who has nothing to make the bread machine perfect? ​​Wu Mingkong is not so free, so you can't let you chat with the other party while baking bread, how many mature slices of bread are you going to eat today?

You want to chat, but the bread machine doesn’t necessarily want to chat with you. Maybe the other party still thinks of me every time they spray bread slices.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 421 Autistic Dax

Wu Mingkong discovered that although the aliens were hungry, they really didn't want to kill him.

Only after one thousand three hundred and seventy two and a half experiments, I couldn't stand it.

"I said, give me some strength, okay? If I don't, I'll take some samples from you. After I take them, I won't return them to the nutrient solution to restore your blood." Wu Mingkong couldn't help but said to Dax, the cosmic spirit who was balled up and closed. .

"Did you take a little sample? Every time, I only left a small piece of debris to serve as the germ, and you took all the rest. Three thousand and three hundred and seventy times, a whole thousand and three hundred and seventy three times." Pao Dax, the spirit of the universe in the nutrient solution, he never expected. This one in front of him is really ruthless. He was arrested before. No matter what civilization he is, there is no such insane man.

"Did you remember wrongly? It's only twice a thousand and three hundred and seventy times, but three thousand and three hundred and seventy times." Wu Mingkong couldn't help correcting it.

"Okay, just one thousand three hundred and seventy two, isn't there enough samples? They can all be split into one thousand three hundred and seventy two me."

"It's not easy to injure your mental body and cause instability by letting you split independently. I'm so quick with the knife. You've seen it so many times, and your body hasn't experienced any bad things, right? And your mental body's spiritual body The quality is much better than before, and now one of you can beat the previous ten, you see, it’s still profitable, if it weren’t for my nutrient solution, how would you have made such progress.”

Regarding Wu Mingkong's honesty and kindness, this Dax just refused to take it hard, so Wu Mingkong wondered if he really cut him hard?

It was only about 300 times, which was not much. It would be fine to add three or five zeros to the number of times he cut himself, and then multiply it a few times. Just over [-] times, it was not a big deal.

Even the subjects of the Great Zhou under his hands did this, and they haven't seen any problems.

"Don't be autistic, or let's discuss it, how do you think I will suit you?" Wu Mingkong found that Dax had stopped talking. Considering that the other party's psychology is not strong, he still planned to comfort him. Take a step back appropriately, and discuss with the other party in detail about the knife.

But it is obvious that Dax has become more autistic, and let himself and you plan how to kill himself?